does yellow turn blue
as it feels alone?
wherein being a fork
among boxes of spoon,
being the listener
to legion of hummingbirds,
being a centavo
among the thous,
being the rat
in a clan of unbothered lions,
seen yet unknown.
BINABASA MO ANG
hiapoewy
Poetryyoung love cries with silence when awake, but all behold the same if they blink and dream. a collection of musing and free verse.
